theres something in your eyes
i didnt see an second before

something to the way you curl your lips
something to the way you grip my waist when we dance
something to the way you flash your devilish grin at me after a wink

is there something on your mind?

is it to do with the way you rake me up and down while i dance?
or the fact i saw something white at the bottom of my glass before i drank it down?

i only met you a few minutes before
and you seemed nice enough when you bought me a drink

only now you dont seem so nice when i blink once more
and im no longer dancing or laughing with my friends

im lying in a cold dark room with my clothes torn
and bruises on my legs as though i had a horrific battle

and the sickening feeling im not quite what i was a few minutes ago